Kitsune || Teen Wolf

8

The five people in the room stood in silence, watching over Tracy. As Aira looked up she noticed both Stiles and Malia looking at the mountain ash. "Don't worry, Stiles." Deaton spoke. "Tracy won't be able to cross a line of mountain ash she's not going anywhere." He reassured Stiles who nodded slowly.

"Yeah.. that's kinda what i'm afraid of." Stiles spoke, straightening up. 

"Well, you and I will be able to get out of here no problem." Deaton spoke, motioning towards himself and Stiles. "You three... not so much." He spoke, looking towards Malia and then at Scott and Aira who stood together.

Malia reached forward to touch the barrier but quickly yanked her hand back when a purple glow seemed to shine when she touched the barrier. "Weird." She spoke quickly after eyeing the purple glow.

"Scott, Aira.. would you guys mind holding her down?" Deaton asked. "I'm going to be tring a few more invasive tests." He added as Aira and Scott looked at each other before taking each side of her body and holding her shoulders down.

Stiles stepped forward and also held down her arm as Deaton raised up his scalpel before lowering down and dragging it across her arm, not even a scratch appearing. Tracy panted slightly as a cracking noise filled the room and Deaton raised up his now broken scalpel.

"I think you're gonna need a bigger blade.." Stiles commented.

About two hours later had everyone bored out of their minds aside from Deaton and Scott who were dying to know what was going on with Tracy. "What the hell is that?" Aira asked as Deaton turned Tracy's head to the side and a weird, lumpy looking thing moved around in her neck.

Stiles and Scott moved to the other side of the room as Malia and Aira looked over Deaton who was prodding at Tracy's neck. "Girls, help me turn her over please." Deaton asked as another lump moved around in Tracy's neck.

The two girls stepped forward and helped turn Tracy around. "Care to enlighten the rest of us.. because this doesn't look too good.." Alan spoke to Scott and Stiles who were talking about possibilities of what Tracy could be.

"Oh my God.. it's moving." Aira spoke, covering her mouth in fear she would throw up as she watched Tracy's spine move around in her back. Scott placed his hand on her shoulder in an attempt of comfort. "Don't- Oh geez, you're doing it.."

Aira watched along with Stiles, Scott and Malia as Deaton poked at Tracy's back, her spin shifting around as he touched it. Suddenly her back ripped open causing blood to splutter all over Deaton, Scott and Aira.

Aira refused to look at her back which now had a gaping hole in it, something wriggling about inside. Everyone began to scream as suddenly a large, green tale swung out of her back, hitting Stiles in the neck.

Aira watched with wide eyes as Stiles collapsed to the ground. She ignored everyones shouts to back away and ran towards Stiles to help him when there was a sharp pain in her neck and she felt her legs go to jelly before she collapsed on top of Stiles who was now face-down.

"Sorry!" She apologised to the boy who grunted out in pain. "I-I can't move.." She gasped out, glancing up just as Tracy exited the room freely, the mountain ash simple breaking as she ran through it. 

"It wasn't a werewolf!" Stiles called from under her. 

"Kanima." Scott answered from across the room. He was lying back down, also unable to move as Malia was leaned up against a counter and Deaton wasn't able to be seen at the other side of the trolley.

"Hey, Deaton! How the hell did she get through the mountain ash?" Stiles asked. Aira was moving up and down everytime Stiles breathed. He was lying face down, as was she, her stomach pressed against his back. 

Although her legs were in Scott's direction and her head was facing the door. Stiles was laying the other way so they kind of looked like a really horrible game of 'dog pile'.

"I don't know." Deaton answered. "It's a barrier no supernatural creature should be able to cross." He added. 

"Scott did it!" Stiles called.

"Once.. but it almost killed me." Scott corrected as if he was reliving the memory. Aira had been told of this time, how Deaton had been kidnapped and was surrounded in mountain ash so Scott had to go through it to save him.

"We should have killed her!" Malia snapped in annoyance.

"Meanwhile, she's probably on her way to killing someone else." Aira spoke, now sort of regretting her stance on the debate earlier. She didn't want to kill anyone but if it was to save more innocent lives, she should have agreed.

"Listen! Everyone. We need to concentrate." Deaton spoke with a confident tone. "Scott and Malia, you two will probably be able to move long before we can. You remember how pain keeps you human? You must think about painful things, concentrate on one part of your body.."

"I can't concentrate! I can't move!" Malia shouted in annoyance. 

"It won't last long, we're going to be okay.." Scott spoke, showing his comforting alpha side. "Doc, how do we focus?" Scott asked.

"Think of a body part. Your hands.. your feet.." He trailed off. "Even just the tips of your fingers.." He added. "Imagine them moving.. see it in your mind and your body will follow." Deaton spoke and Aira decided to concentrate on her toes.

They sat in silence for a good ten minutes, all trying to concentrate on  moving something when Stiles suddenly spoke. "Okay... Okay, I'm pretty sure I just felt my right arm move." he spoke confidently. "Yup, definitely felt it."

"Stiles. I think I have an informed opinion here, lying on your arm and I'm gonna have to disagree with that." Aira spoke as she felt no moving from under her. "Keep trying though, you've got this." She encouraged. 

"Malia!" Scott suddenly spoke. 

"I don't think she cut me that deep." Malia commented and Aira assumed that she must have moved something.

"Keep going!" Aira encouraged.

"Keep moving." Alan added.

There was a series of groans and Aira was upset that she couldn't witness whatever Malia was doing right now. "Whats happening? I can't see!" Stiles called from under her and she once again felt bad for literally lying on him. 

"What's happening?" Aira repeated Stiles' question.

"Malia, Malia wait for us!" Stiles shouted from under her as he put together that Malia must have been able to move and got up. "Look she's not a werewolf!" Stiles shouted as Malia argued that there was no time.

"But she has a scent. I can find her." Malia panted out as she made a screeching noise which Aira assumed was from leaning against the trolley.

"Malia." Scott spoke. "Save her." He added.

Malia grunted once more before staggering to her feet and running out. Stiles sighed out as he realised that Malia was her own person - she didn't have to be taught, she was in control of herself now.